Pinch of the minds that I cannot see
I miss the way it used to be
All at once my, head's in a mess
Stay too quiet they get restless
I can lie to anyone but myself
Last track of attack, first form of defence
One is one and two is too much
When I clench my teeth I know I have enough

Where can I hide?

Out on the high plain, the barren plateau
When you call for help, you know you are alone
I got what wanted now I'm sick of it
So I can throw myself away, bit by bit
It's like a dream that went badly wrong
Now I can't wake up because I've slept too long
Now I'll have to sleep for ever more
Fantasy is all right, but in reality it's a bore